My kids aren’t old enought to embarrass (yet), but I’ve been gotten good. My great-aunt had me with her at K-mart when I was 9 or so. I had wandered off to look at the toys, but she found me, oh yes she did. She was wearing a cowboy hat, had taken out her dentures and was enthusiastically riding a hobby horse and calling my name.
In high school I got busted for skipping school. The next day my mom came to each and every class with me, to make sure I was there, and sat through each period to make sure I would stay. She announced loudly to each teacher why she was there in front of the class, of course. At least she did me the “favor” of wearing her “cool” clothes and talking “hip”.
You might think this kind of upbringing damaged me in some way. I think so, too. Now when we’re out in public, my mom and I are always trying to out-do each other. My kids think it’s funny(for now).